Just One Night (Le Débauché Club) Read Online Free Page B

barely breathe as it was. He filled her so fully, so completely, her wildest dreams hadn’t come close to imagining this.
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    God, she was tight. Tight as a virgin, almost. Why the devil Michael hadn’t stretched her out long before now made no sense at all. If she’d been James’ wife, she’d rarely have had the strength to leave his bed.
    Emma’s green gaze met his and held it, almost as though she could see straight into his soul, igniting a flame inside his chest he hadn’t known was there.
    James pulled slightly from her, and then buried himself once again inside the wet warmth of her cunt. Emma gasped in pleasure, and he couldn’t help but smile at her reaction. He moved over her, resting his hands on either side of her beautiful face, the very face he’d seen in more than one dream over the years. He was close enough he could kiss her now, a real kiss, not a mere peck like before. But a kiss that was worthy of the wait he’d endured until he had her just like this.
    Without waiting a moment more, James crushed his lips against Emma’s, swallowing her moan as her lips parted for him. His tongue delved inside the warm haven that was her mouth. That sweet mouth, that pretty mouth he’d wanted to fuck for so long. Desire, the need to possess her in every possible way, rippled across his skin.
    Her tongue tangled with his , urging him to take her harder, faster. James thrust forward, rocking her backwards on the bed. He dropped from his hands to his elbows, closing the space between them, pinning her beneath him. There’d be no escape for her tonight. She’d take everything he gave her until he had nothing left to give.
    The silk of her gown caressed his chest, and he had the overwhelming desire to rip every inch of clothing from her body, so he could feel her soft skin against his.
    Next time. Next time, he’d have her stripped bare. Next time, he’d pinch her nipples until she begged him to stop. Next time, he’d slide his cock down her throat until she couldn’t take anymore, then he’d flip her over and fuck her ass.
    But this time, t his time his cock was right where it had ached to be for some time, seated firmly within her. He lifted up slightly, breaking their kiss to look at her.
    Emma’s green gaze fell to his lips, and James smiled. He caressed the apple of her cheek with his fingertips until she met his eyes once more. There’d never been a more beautiful sight as Emma, his Emma lying beneath him, welcoming him, ready to please him in any way he chose. Why the devil she wanted him , he’d never understand, but he wasn’t about to question his good fortune. And he’d never give her up.
    She was his now, his to suckle, pinch, nip, caress, fuck…love whenever he wanted. Love. God, he did love her. Had loved her for years. And now she was his, for now and always. 
    Damn, that thought warmed his blood like nothing ever had and he drove into her again. He had to possess her. He had to own every inch of her delectable body, heart, and soul. He’d waited too long to hold back.
    James grabbed a handful of her Emma’s hair in his fist. He ignored her whimper as he devoured her mouth, nearly consuming her. She still tasted like cunt. Like the juices from her cunt that she’d licked from his fingers because he’d ordered it. And that knowledge, that memory made him groan once more with pleasure, and he thrust his cock inside her again and again and again.
    She moaned beneath him, bucked upwards and the muscles in her tight channel squeezed him like a fist. He lost all rational thought in that moment. All he could do was ram himself into her over and over like the primal animal he most definitely was.
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    Stars clouded Emma’s vision. Her eyes fluttered opened and closed, but she couldn’t focus on any one thing. James filled her so fully, so completely.  The weight in her ass held her so still. A spasm rippled through her, and she clutched James’ shoulders, crying out with her